Life
At a glance I see the warm sunrise above the land. In the light there are hands reaching out to the world to embrace it. But it stops and there is nowhere for them to go. The love is lost and hidden by the shadows. Come out and see and one by one they look up to the light.
Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.
Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Caught | 1 | 12/15/2009 |
| Lost | 0 | 11/20/2009 |
| Destine | 0 | 11/20/2009 |
| Love | 0 | 11/20/2009 |
| Get Ready Get Ready | 0 | 11/18/2009 |
| Love | 0 | 10/22/2009 |
| Life | 0 | 10/22/2009 |
| Let Me See | 0 | 10/21/2009 |
| How do I say I love you in Thirty Words | 0 | 10/21/2009 |
| I'm Not Worthy | 0 | 10/20/2009 |
| The Rough Spot | 0 | 10/17/2009 |
| I Am | 0 | 10/17/2009 |
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